Petals and Grain
Gathering the Moments That Make Us Whole
From fertile fields, the golden grain we glean,
A harvest rich, a bounty to convene.
Each stalk a story, nurtured by the sun,
A season's toil, now beautifully done.
The barns grow full, a promise for the year,
Against the cold, dispelling every fear.
But gathering is more than earth's embrace,
It's silent moments, caught in time and space.
A gentle word, a laughter light and free,
Stored in the heart, for memory's decree.
Like scattered petals, gathered with such care,
Fragrant reminders, floating in the air.
Old photographs, their edges soft with age,
A tapestry of lives on life's wide stage.
Each face a story, every smile a light,
Held close and cherished, banishing the night.
For in this act, of drawing close and tight,
We build our essence, shining ever bright.
From fragments small, a greater whole we weave,
The things we gather, truly we believe.
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
Let your becoming be louder than your fear, and your smallest steps become the road you once thought impossible to walk. An Appalachian poet and cookbook author my book Beautiful and Brutal Things is on Amazon, Link 👇
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